"Thank you." They both hate her, she can tell. She doesn't blame them. They've got every right to hate her. that's all she says as she takes the towel and wraps it around herself. She's lost weight, another sign of the toll Bill has taken on her.

Wordlessly, Nancy waits till she's a bit dry before going to sit on the couch. Immediately, she sits in the corner, curling in on herself. She's so small, so scared as she sits there, shaking and crying.

she didn't expect sympathy. She never did anymore.